i'm looking for someone bilingual or  japanese but fluent in english

4 February 2018....
It might seem like an ordinary date and it is an ordinary date for most of the people out there (except those who have their birthdays or any special occasion) but for a guy who was sitting while browsing through Google, it definitely was not. On this particular day, he had finally caught up with the manhua/manga releases of "Tales of Demons and Gods[TDG] " by Mad Snail. He really liked the manga, but he wanted more. So, he searched on Google about similar stories and he found "Otherworldly Evil Monarch [OEM] ". He got curious because the name sounded badass and it seemed like it was not going to be a story where the protagonist keeps on spouting sh¡t about righteousness and slaying evil and protecting the weak and stuff as it had the word "EVIL" in it. He thought that its dumb and he had the adequate reasons to think like that. After all, who in their right mind would risk his life to save a girl who he does not even know properly . It is not even realistic and how in the world can the protagonist be so selfless and so dense when it came to matters of love. It is as if he was hit by a rock in his infancy and his brain was permanently damaged.
After he was done cursing the cliché Manga, he started searching for the manga of OEM. A while later did he came to the realization that OEM does not have a manga. It is actually a novel which is posted online and the chapters are released frequently, and these novels are known as "Webnovels". He also got to know that TDG was originally also a webnovel but since it got really popular, it was transformed into a manga and the animation of TDG was along the way as well.
The name of this guy is Weed. 
*snaps fingers*
(as we all know that I, the author has the power to pause this novel world by snapping my fingers, and I will break the 4th wall and this was mentioned in the previous chapter and this is the last time it would be mentioned.
Moving on, as well all know that Japanese are considered as really polite, humble, caring about others etc. people (E/N: Except you) and it is true. Until this guy made an appearance. This character, Weed was meant to be born in U.S.A. or any other western country but God made some mistake and he ended up being born in Japan.
If you are wondering about why his name is Weed, and not some other Japanese names like Hijikata, Kemamaki, etc (E/N: I've never even heard of these names in anime or manga), then I should suggest you to stop being a racist because it is not necessary for a guy to have a Japanese name if he is born in Japan. Actually he was given a good name which was a Japanese name but when he became an adult, he changed it to the thing he liked the most, and that is weed. Although he has never smoked weed but that is an entirely different topic. This guy can not be considered polite. Screw being polite, he constantly curses as if they are verbs and without his "verbs", he cannot complete his sentences. He is a degenerate scum of society and also has this constant urge of pissing everyone off as if the whole world is his enemy. He does not care about anyone but himself, and he does not give a damn about anyone's feelings. He thinks that facts do not care about feelings and prefers facts and logic over anything. He considers himself as an anti-social extrovert. He is 19 year old NEET and wastes his time looking at memes, watching anime and reading manga. He is a racist (E/N: rapist *cough cough*) to the core and will do anything to get on the nerves of others. We will get other information about him later on as the story progresses. He is also not the protagonist of this novel as I have said previously that communism is Supreme in such cases and so, everyone is a protagonist here.
Weed never had a problem in reading a story because he is into Manga a lot so he decided to give OEM a try. He searched for the places where he could read OEM and this was that moment where he got to know about the top dog in webnovel society. The corporate known and "QIDIAN". With some excitement and slight anticipation, (which is very rare by the way) he downloaded the application of Qidian and jumped straight away into the reading OEM. He kept reading and was so hooked that he eventually lost the track of time. After almost 5 hours of continuous reading, he finally closed the app because his stomach was not much happy and showed its discontent by a making a slight yet audible noise(he is hungry for fuck's sake). He got up and went outside his room to make some cup noodles for himself.
After pleasing his beloved belly, he started the app again, but instead of reading the novel, he decided to check other features of the app. He saw various novels of different genres, some novels even caught his attention and he added them into his reading list. He eventually stumbled upon the forum section and clicked on it. There he saw that a group of qidian was made on Facebook and anyone was welcome to submit their application to join it. 
Since Weed already had his Facebook account, he decided to fill the application to join the Facebook group since he did not had anything else to do. Along with the fact that he might get some good novel recommendations in that group. After that he continued reading OEM. After 13 days, his application was accepted and he was a member of the Facebook group of qidian.
Who knows what kind of adventures await him next. To find out, wait for the next chapter of "WHAT NEETs DO".
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Hey there everyone. Quiz time.
This time, the question is
The abbreviated form/full form of QIDIAN is?
Whack your brains and think hard.
Do you have the answer?
Well the answer is
Q- WE [☭] (it's a Chinese organization, what did you expect) 
I- steal
D- money from people 
I- and 
A- novels
N- from WW
THAT'S ALL FOLKS. See ya later

After looking over my high school diploma, I have no worries about my future now! I should probably check out the cultivation technique that the system gave me. And so without further ado here we go!



From the knowledge I've gained from this technique, there are twelve stages. Mortal Body Tempering, Blood Purification, Marrow Cleansing, Qi Field Establishment, Dantian Rush, Qi Explosion, Semi-Mortal Body, True Qi Birth, Dantian Cyclone, Immortal Body, God Qi Establishment, True God Realm. These are the twelve steps toward breaking through to godhood and beginning my life as an immortal true god. Time to begin cultivating!



Hours trickle by as I sit in a lotus position performing complicated hand seals and chants. Before long it's already the next morning when I open my eyes in excitement. I cultivated the first level of Mortal Body! Feeling immense strength rushing through my body, I clench my fist and give a mighty fist pump. I then cheer like a complete fool until I hear my neighbor banging on my wall telling me to shut my chunni ass up. Hah... I'm not chunni I'm a cultivator! Right let's ignore that guy. 



Getting up, I head into my bathroom for a shower and quickly dried off. Damn I look too good! Down boy! No narcissism allowed! After smacking my cheeks I put on my game face. Now to find out where I am. Luckily I found a smartphone belonging to me, so I check my location data. It seems I'm in... Huh?! It says I'm in Tokyo, Japan but wasn't my neighbor speaking English? Wait no, now that I think about it he wasn't. Full of excitement I pull up a Japanese manga app that's full Japanese and attempt to read it. I'm not let down, because I can read it! Not only that, but I know I can write it too somehow! Ha ha ha! No more waiting for slow translations for my favorite light novels or manga, I can read them raw!



After the initial excitement I managed to calm down and looked at my diploma again. Starry High School, Boston Massachusetts, USA. So, I'm American in this life too but I moved to Tokyo after graduation. It seems this is my first week in Japan based on my calendar. Taking that in consideration, I breathe out a slow breath to calm down before getting dressed in a pair of white jeans, a white tshirt with golden letters on it, a white trench coat with a silver dragon drawn on the back and some fingerless white gloves. Slipping on my white combat boots, I take a look at my reflection and give a hearty laugh at my over the top appearance. Taking a combat stance, I stopped in shock as I realized something: I don't have any martial arts techniques! 



See, I can be as strong as hell, but without techniques I'm basically just a useless meathead. And so my first mission in this new life is to get myself into a really good dojo, preferably one with multiple masters teaching different techniques. Pocketing my phone, wallet, and keys I head towards the door. After getting out, I pull out my map app planning to set my location as home, but it already is. This is good. Once that is taken care of, I memorize my apartment number 4 on the 10th floor and take the elevator down to the ground floor. 



A short minute later I'm now standing outside and realize that I'm in the heart of Tokyo. Billboards everywhere, and thousands of people swarming the streets. I've made it to the Holyland! I did it! After having a moment, I cleared my throat and began to set off in a random direction. Along the way I noticed people with vibrant hair and eye colors however, I noticed something a little embarrassing. The average looks are the same in this world as my old world! That means that I massively stand out! In fact high school girls, and women in their 20's and 30's are blushing and excitedly taking my photo. Crap they think I'm an idol; how embarrassing! 




Taking off running down a random alley, I stopped when I suddenly heard a woman's scream. A cliche encounter has appeared! Running up the wall of the two story building next to me, I crouched down and looked at the scene below. 



A group of 7 punks were surrounding a Japanese school girl with a guitar case on her back. With a sigh I dropped from the roof with a loud boom doing the classic super hero landing and cracking the ground a good bit. Surprised, the little punks turn around and look at me in surprise before smirking. "Are are! What do we have here boys? This idiot actually wants to take us on alone? Very well little hero, let's rumble!" 



Charging at me armed with steel pipes and chains, I shook my head as I lightly shifted my body around and glided through all of their attacks unscathed. Remembering a move from an anime, I stomped the ground heavily and used the force to launch myself into the middle of the punks. Performing a move like 8 desolate palms, and 8 trigrams, I rapidly sent out palm blasts before flipping through the air and standing with my back to the girl. Needless to say, they all went flying through the air. It seems that my stats are truly monstrous after all. Suddenly, I was surprised by a ding. 



[Ding! Michael Silverman has obtained 70 hero points for saving Suzuki Miyu of the Dragonfang Dojo. Reach 1000 hero points to attain Little Saint rank, and develop a slight holy and righteous aura. More ranks shall follow.]



The system is still around after all! Yeah! Cheering inside, I turned around to look at this Miyu girl and introduced myself. "Hello my name is Michael Silverman, I'm glad that I picked this random alley to walk through and was able to help you. May I know your name?" The girl looked at me with a light in her eyes and said, "Suzuki Miyu, my friends call me Miyu. Since you've rescued me, please allow me to thank you by taking you to meet my father. He's the Grandmaster of Dragonfang Dojo and would properly reward you for helping me. Please follow me." With a light bow, Miyu began to head out of the alley and I hurried after her. 



After half an hour of walking, we finally arrived at a badass looking and gigantic set of giant doors. I'm getting KTMD feels. There were golden dragon statues at the best gate and boy were they epic. One next to each giant ass door. Miyu hit a buzzer by the the doors and yelled, "Dad I'm home! I've brought a guest with me! Hurry out here now!" I lightly chuckled inside at her way of addressing her father. Before long I heard a loud boom and the doors quickly opened up. Standing inside was a Yakuza final boss. I mean her dad. Wait what?! This guy looks like a final boss character like for real! I actually feel a little pressure from him. No way is he a cultivator too? If so this will be perfect! I have so many questions for this senior!



Looking at me with slightly raised eyebrows and letting out and interested sounding, "Hoh..?" Miyu's dad finally ushered us inside. Following the two of them through a monstrous training field, we finally arrived in an office. They both took a seat and so did I. Miyu explained to her dad how I rescued her, and her desire that I be rewarded. Nodding his head with a big smile he looked me in the eyes and said, "Michael it seems that you're an aspiring martial artist. How would you like to train at my dojo? As thanks for saving my daughter, I'll personally train you free of charge. All you need to do is put in great effort and show up every day. Can you do this? Oh and I'm called Touya by the way. Suzuki Touya."



Clenching my fists in excitement, I bowed my head and said, "Disciple greets master!" before standing up and cupping my fist and bowing again. With a hearty laugh Touya got up and slapped me on the back. Dang that's some strength! With a huge grin on my face, I filled out the paperwork for discipleship and read over it carefully. It's truly free, and he'll really personally train me. Alright! Mission complete, I found a dojo to learn martial arts in! I'm looking forward to my first day of training! Let the training arc commence!

Lucifer Morgenstern is a 28 year old man with a dark and tragic past. Follow him as he finds salvation from an unexpected source. 



Chapter lengths will vary between 500 to 2000 words. Please show your support, interest etc. As we take this journey together. Thanks everyone!

Qiu Yue extended her hand and helped pull Rei up. Suddenly the entire dark interrogation room turned into one that was well lit and equipped with two chairs and a table. There were only Kraft, Qiu Yue who did not wear any mask and Rei in the room.
"Please, have a seat." Qiu Yue requested, and Rei listened as he began to notice how beautiful the lady in front of him was. With a formal business scarlet dress, Qiu Yue folded her sleeves and placed the piece of contract right in front of him. (The System had already changed whatever she was saying into Japanese almost immediately.)
"Do you need anything to drink? A towel? My colleague has not been very welcoming to you." Qiu Yue offered as she eyed towards Kraft with disdain. (It wasn't too hard to act that part for Rei to believe her.)
"No, it's fine. I'd rather get this over with and return home." Rei replied as he could feel that something wasn't right with the situation. It was too…drastic of a change.
Being a Mangaka artist, he had sufficient story ideas at the back of his mind, and Rei understood that he was experiencing one of these stories he had used in his manga before. Rei was glad that they seemed to believe him for now, but it felt… too easy, too convenient. (He still was glad that the torture had stopped)
"Fine. Let's talk about your debt and our contract, shall we?" Qiu Yue suggested as she magically took a laptop out of her storage ring and booted it up immediately. With her phone connected to the laptop, it automatically activated a Panda Operating System.
With the Panda Operating System, she was able to access all the apps and programmes she used for creating the Dungeon City Fortress as well as managing her investments in the Goblin World. (Not to mention, the phone worked like a power bank as well, and she never had to worry about charging at all.)
With the contract app activated, she took out a wireless mobile printer from her storage ring too and was all ready to print a brand new contract for Rei to sign. What mattered now were the terms and conditions.
"So? What exactly are you willing to offer us for the interest of your debt? It's no small sum to begin with, and the interest is definitely enough to feed your manga assistants for two years or so." Qiu Yue asked as she was aware of the size of the debt due to Kraft's sneaky mind peeking abilities.
"I …can offer all my knowledge and can prepare blueprints for you. I can even assist in building them, but I need you to ensure that my identity will be covered up. I do not want potential…assassins coming after me." Rei knew how technology could be more than just competition.
Sometimes, mega corporations were of the mind, that if they could not have something, it was better that nobody had it, which was why they would send out corporate assassins to kill inventors or at least impede them in some way or another. The Dark Web was filled with such contracts ranging from grudges to assassinating to look like an accident.
"That's all? You expect us to do all the dirty work according to your designs without paying us any money back?" Kraft slammed the table which scared the crap out of Rei immediately.
"I…I can give you a percentage of the upcoming movie. Depending on the success of the movie that it may even exceed the interest up to this point!" Rei replied in return. "But I'm not willing to give my everything!"
"All my hard work in manga drawing is my pride too! Those blueprints mean nothing to me compared to the work I am doing! To you, however, it should be worth a fortune! If you don't want to build it yourselves then just sell it. I would have done it a long time ago if I didn't have to fear being captured for doing so!"
"Then how about we offer you something better in exchange for everything?" Qiu Yue smirked as she stood up and told Rei to follow her. She unplugged the phone from the laptop and made a short call. "I need a portal to Star Cross Industries." In an instant, a swooshing sound was heard, and a portal appeared right in front of them.
"Get in before I decide to help you!" Kraft threatened and cracked his bones. The next second Rei basically jumped towards the portal.
When he came out of it, all he saw was a Hangar…full of Core Units being refitted, and the Engineering and Mechanical Crew (EMC) of Pandas were working hectically to listen to their pilots' requests.
There were two Core Units who had just returned from a sortie, and Qiu Yue recognised the first as Bu Dong, the Ape Cultivator and was told by the System that the other was Deng Long, the Wombat Cultivator. Each of them came back with the machines more or less busted and the Head Panda of EMC, Man Man, was shouting vulgarities at them.
Rei fell to his knees and saw the entirety of this place in disbelief.
This was no Mecha World, but the feeling was still nostalgic as he turned to Qiu Yue and asked who were they exactly. At the same time, Kraft (in his normal appearance) came out of the portal and smiled widely.
"We are not the Yakuzas but actually the colleagues of the one who saved you from the Yakuzas." Qiu Yue answered as she called out to Man Man asking if there was a Core Unit available for testing. "However, we needed to know that you were the one that we were really looking for."
"Arghh! First those two rascals and now you? Fine, fine! Parking Lot Nine. The joints were recently attached, but the armour plates are not in yet, so it's not fit for a sortie. Don't you dare bring it out or I will ban you from this hangar! Move only the arms and legs. Sit, Squat and stand. That's all!" Man Man said as he knocked the two Pandawans on their helmets before dismissing them.
"Well? What are you waiting for? Want to try out the robot?" Qiu Yue offered Rei who was still trembling at the sight of all the busy hangar in this particular primitive world. He quickly nodded his head and moved towards the Core Unit with awe.
The Panda EMC Crew guided him all the way upwards while Qiu Yue merely jumped from the ground to the cockpit (earning her a bad stare from Man Man). The Gunndam mangaka artist sat on the new smelling leather on the seats and turned on the control consoles.
It wasn't the same feeling as the ones back in Mecha World, but to be able to control a robot again, brought him to his tears. That was when Qiu Yue knew that they had succeeded in getting him on their side.
"You gotta give my foxes some credit, if not for Kiyu working her magic in the background, he might not have opened up to you," Kraft interjected in her thoughts, and Qiu Yue rolled her eyes in dismay.


In a modern world where cultivators need a place to cultivate or vent their boredom, there are private businesses that set up instance dungeons with the aid of technology and cultivation magic to enable cultivators to train and commoners to experience the life of cultivation. They are called dungeon suppliers.

Xie Jin's one and only dream was to be a dungeon supplier and when his only relative passed away, the relative's inheritance gave him a plot of land and surprisingly, a 'System' Module which the relative had previously used. 

With the help of the system, Xie Jin decided to pursue his dream of becoming the number one dungeon supplier.

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At past seven in the evening, Meng Fan left Kodansha with the first draft of a contract in his backpack. The contract naturally consisted of the collaboration contract Meng Fan had requested with Kodansha. 
Of course, the collective contract wasn't completely catered to Meng Fan's requests, as he had to back down on some of his requests just like Kodansha did with theirs. These requests had been used by Meng Fan originally with the intention of leaving room to bargain as well, so he was satisfied in the end as long as they passed his bottom line. 
Of course, Kodansha had some requirements of their own as well, but it was all within the limits of the contract, so Meng Fan happily accepted them. 
This included some very unfair clauses, like Kodansha having the power to terminate the manga and its serialization at any time.
In addition, aside from the animation copyrights going to Kodansha, all copyrights for "The Legend of the Mountains and Seas" within the region of Japan also belonged to Kodansha. 
If "The Legend of the Mountains and Seas" were to film a Japanese movie or TV series, Kodansha would be in charge. 
Meng Fan wanted the manga to be serialized in Japan. Aside from wholeheartedly wanting to penetrate the Japanese manga market with a Chinese manga — this was like how actors yearned for Hollywood, basketball players for the NBA, ping pong players gunning to get into Huaxia, and soccer players for the European Cup — but he also wanted to create a stepping stone by signing a contract. 
For a manga to become popular, it required a serialization platform. Regardless if it was a manga publishing house or an online platform, it had to continue producing volumes. Otherwise, nobody would know of it, and it will not gain popularity. 
Most of the mangas in Japan all went through these three publishing houses for serialization, publications, and art book publications. If Meng Fan wanted his manga to penetrate the Japanese industry, he couldn't avoid these three firms. 
Even if this contract was not successful, Meng Fan could still await his manga to gain popularity in the mainland before selling it independently in Japan. But he still had to go through one of these publishing houses. 
This was different in Huaxia, where he could randomly find any platform and serialize his manga, publish it at a private publishing house, and gain popularity by selling copies by himself. 
Of course, even if it was in the mainland, if Meng Fan didn't have the skills as a base, the publishing house would devour Meng Fan like they do with other exclusive manga artists, regardless which platform and publisher he chose. 
Because he had the skills to back it up, he was able to negotiate with Kodansha without any reluctance toward their policy. 
If he authorized part of the copyright to his manga through the cooperation agreement he signed with Kodansha, making websites and publishing houses unwilling to sign with him, then Meng Fan would deal with the consequences himself. 
Otherwise, Meng Fan still had to consider the market back home in Huaxia as he negotiated with Kodansha. 
This time, they had reached an agreement and drafted up a contract, but it hadn't been stamped yet. One, Meng Fan needed time to find a professional to look through the draft, and two, he wanted to visit Penguin Animations for some final negotiations. 
Regardless if Penguin Animation agreed or not, Goro Takahashi will still fly out to Huaxia afterward to find Meng Fan and sign the contract. 
If Penguin Animation Networks agreed to negotiate, and it went well, then they would have requests of their own too, which would require more negotiation and discussion. Ideally, all three parties would come out of this as winners if the situation allowed. 
Meng Fan politely rejected Goro Takahashi's dinner invitation with several other colleagues, saying he already had plans. He had plans indeed. His second sister, Meng Cailian, had scheduled a Michelin-grade dinner for him, and Meng Caiwei, his third sister, had been excited to join them and also invited her friend Shiyua.
But Meng Fan didn't reject Goro Takahashi's offer to drop him off. After he said his goodbyes, Meng Fan gave the driver an address and gave Yixin a call. 
"Legend of the Mountains and Seas" had to be serialized in the mainland, and he was set on choosing Penguin Animation Network as his serialization platform. First, Penguin Animation Network was the largest manga hosting platform in the country, and second, he was used to working with them and too lazy to switch. 
Yesterday, Meng Fan very shamelessly awarded himself with 100 million Penguin points, followed closely by 100 sponsorships by an equally shameless Ironfan. Not only did they manage to list "Legend of the Mountains and Seas," which didn't even have a description yet, into the best-selling list, it also created the highest sales record since Penguin Animation's creation. 
The entire industry was boiling, much more so the web platform. 
"Legend of the Mountains and Seas" could be said to have blown up before it was even aired. Nobody even knew what the content would be, yet its popularity could rival some very popular manga artists' lifetime of work. 
The directing board from Penguin Animation Network had constantly been asking Yixin for updates on the situation, which made Yixin want to cry. What the hell do I know, I want to know too! 
After seeing his phone ring with a call from Meng Fan, Yixin immediately picked up the receiver and listened to the voice coming from the other end. Immediately, his expression changed. Then, his scream of excitement could be heard throughout the entire office. 
"What? You signed with Kodansha?" 
"And it's a collaborative contract, too?" 
"You're really in Japan!" 
"And you somehow managed to give the copyrights for 'Legend of the Mountains and Seas' in Japan to Kodansha?" 
"While you still have the other copyrights?" 
"You want to sign it with Penguin Animation Network?" 
"So, it's a Sino-Japanese collaborative effort to update?" 
"Ha, ha! How did the negotiations go? You promise this is true!" 
"Holy cow, how did you do it!" 
"Sh*t, I'll go right away!" 
"Meng boss, please, please keep your phone line clear!" 
After hanging up, Yixin hurriedly burst toward the editor-in-chief's office, leaving the rest of the employees on this floor confused and stunned. 
What was going on? 
If they weren't mistaken, it sounds like "Legend of the Mountains and Seas" managed to obtain a serialization opportunity at Kodansha, and it was a collaborative contract, too! And Meng Fan still had most of the copyright to his name and was planning to sign with Penguin Animation Networks right now! 
What was Kodansha? What was a collaborative contract? What was a copyright? The editors knew all too well and knew what this would mean. 
However, they couldn't figure out how Meng Fan managed to pull this off! 
This kind of operation was a hundred times more shameless than giving yourself 100,000 Penguin coins! 
Meng Fan hung up the phone and chuckled. This Yixin senior was not a calm one. 
To be fair, though, neither was Meng Fan. 
Regardless, Meng Fan was very excited to have the opportunity to debut his manga on a national platform alongside the Japanese market. 
He tossed his phone back and forth between his hands before suddenly remembering to message Wu Tong. Wu Tong knew of Meng Fan's purpose in Japan, so he had to let her know the good news. 
"So, you ran out by yourself, didn't you?" Wu Tong responded very quickly. 
"..."
Meng Fan knocked on his brain. He'd forgotten about this.
Wu Tong quickly followed up. "(Smiley) Although I'm a little upset, still, congratulations. Come back soon. Before you come to me, go hang out with my Seventh Bro." 
"Yes, ma'am!" 
They chatted a few more before the car pulled into Ginza through the Chuo district and into the Tsukamoto Main building. Meng Fan departed the car and entered the basement floor. As he walked, the small narrow sushi shop appeared in his view at the end of the hallway. This was a famous sushi restaurant called "Sukiyabashi Jiro." It was the restaurant that Meng Fan's sisters had spent so much effort trying to reserve, and the place Meng Fan and Satomi Ishihara would be having their meal. 
At the door, Meng Fan paused and truthfully told Wu Tong. "Uhm, I planned this trip to Singapore and Japan a long time ago. My sister wants me to bring something for Satomi Ishihara, so we're going to grab dinner along the way. I'm outside the restaurant right now." 
He was honest but not dumb. He had to find an excuse… As for the blame, he could only put it on Meng Caiwei. 
"Oh, Satomi Ishihara? Go ahead. I'm not at the point of being jealous of someone thousands of kilometers away." 
Meng Fan saw this and immediately responded: "I promise, once I'm done, I'll immediately go to Seventh Bro!" 
Without mentioning if he was a fan meeting an idol, Wu Tong had only clarified she wasn't going to be jealous. Meng Fan could tell something was wrong. 
Before, she couldn't care less about him since they weren't dating, but it's definitely different now. With Meng Fan's charming aura, God knows who was the idol and who was the fan? Wu Tong wasn't blind after all. 
It didn't mean she didn't trust him or that she lacked confidence. It could only be described with the idiom, 'A small step to prevent an erroneous idea at the outset.' 
You can give a man his space, but they still had to be molded. 
When it came to this, Wu Tong wasn't just going to sit back and be some all encompassing buddha. 
After talking, Meng Fan entered the seemingly small sushi restaurant, which was actually very small indeed. The entire restaurant only had ten seats. 
But despite its small size, it was actually a three-star Michelin restaurant. The main chef, Jiro Ono, was known as the "God of Sushi." 
This shop required reservation at least one month in advance. Each session lasted 15 minutes, and the average consumption was 30,000 yen per customer. And, most average customers did not get to eat sushi crafted by the 'god' himself. 
As Meng Fan was brought to his seat, he was looking for Satomi Ishihara to arrive. However, a chef in uniform appeared in front of Meng Fan, taking him by surprise. 
"M-san!" 


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

TL: Official schedule will be 12 a week. 


「 Suzuki walked through the forest and thought, 'I was really lucky.'

Suzuki trembled as he recalled what happened. A girl who manipulated monsters and wielded the dagger with great skill. Suzuki couldn't forget how Murakami died with one blow.

'South Korea is scary. A child is already at that level.'

She was just a kid so Suzuki couldn't guess how skilled the man near him was. The man was wearing a pure white coat and held a white sword. There wasn't anything special about him apart from the colour of his coat but he was a life saver to Suzuki. "Thank you very much. I would've died if you hadn't been here."

"It was nothing."

"I was honestly impressed. I didn't expect to get help from a Korean person."

"It was natural to help." The man in the white coat was modest.

Above all, Suzuki liked that the man was good at Japanese. It was obviously a skill but having the Japanese Interpreter skill was a sign that he liked Japanese culture.

Suzuki asked, "Ah, I don't know your name yet. Can I get your name? I am Suzuki Tatsuya."

"My name is Dokja. Kim Dokja."

"Kimu Dojega?"

"...Kim Dokja."

"Hoh." Kim Dojega. Wasn't it a good name? Suzuki liked this Korean name. "By the way, did you see the child? She killed my colleague..."

"Unfortunately, I missed her."

"Sigh... I see."

Suzuki didn't know if this was true or not. It couldn't be helped even if it wasn't true. In any case, this person was South Korean. It wasn't strange for him to hide the child or pretend he didn't see the child.

Still, it was disappointing. Suzuki would've been able to get revenge very easily if he caught the child. As part of the third group from Japan, he already knew about the 'small person transformation' hidden piece of the sixth scenario.

He stated, "You saved me so you must've witnessed the small person transformation."

"If you're talking about how she became smaller, I naturally saw it."

"Then the story will be quick. We are from different countries but we don't have to fight each other in this scenario. Our enemies are the small people, not humans."

"I know. That's why I saved Suzuki." Fortunately, the Korean man in front of him seemed to agree. Kim Dojega said,  "By the way, the Japanese side knows many things."

"Yes. We progressed quickly through our scenario and there were similar cases among the previous players."

"It was similar?"

"There were a few cases where a human turned into a small person."

"What happened to them?"

"Most of them are dead. Only one person is still alive."

Kim Dojega heard this and seemed to think of something. It was hard to know what the Korean was thinking. The slightly nervous Suzuki opened his mouth. "This is just a reminder but I don't hate South Korea."

"...Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

"Don't Koreans think that Japan hates Korea?"

It was said by the prime minister, who was part of Japan's first group. Of course, it was just a nickname and he wasn't the real prime minister.

-South Koreans have a strong nationalist sentiment. They will dislike anyone who badmouths their country.

Suzuki disliked the prime minister but never received any damages from listening to his words.

"Kim-san. I also like Kim Ahyeon and Park Sungji."

"..."

"Autumn Sonata is also very interesting. My mother liked it."

Always mention Kim Ahyeon, Park Sungji and Autumn Sonata when meeting a Korean. This was the prime minister's advice.

"I love Japanese manga."

"A-Ah. It is like this." The prime minister was apparently right. Suzuki asked excitedly, "What manga do you like?"

"It is hard for me to pick one. I don't know if I can keep reading now."

"...Certainly, it is a bit unfortunate. I waited for the manga every week but I don't even know if the mangaka is alive."

It was bitter thinking of such things. Suzuki also liked these things. Manga was one of them.

"It is because everything has changed." 」

-Ahjussi.

Shin Yoosung's voice broke the immersion. I was in the process of using Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint stage 2 so I couldn't answer Shin Yoosung immediately.

[The exclusive skill, Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint stage 2 has ended.]

[Your understanding of the character 'Suzuki Tatsuya' has increased dramatically.]

Immersing myself in the character made it easier to understand them. It was smooth because he had a shallow personality. My focus wasn't high because I was conscious but it wasn't hard to read what Suzuki was thinking.

-Ahjussi?

-Sorry, I was busy practicing a skill.

The small Shin Yoosung was currently in my pocket. Shin Yoosung spoke to me through a direct connection because of our sponsor contract.

...It was a bit surprising. I could tell what she was asking without thinking.

I watched Suzuki Tatsuya who was still telling his story. Suzuki appeared as a passing character in Ways of Survival. The world was described from his point of view for a smooth storytelling but he could only get a few pages in Ways of Survival. Still, most ordinary lives could be summed up in a few chapters.

-I don't understand. Such an ordinary person, how can he do such cruel things...

Shin Yoosung couldn't understand because of the foreign language but she caught the gist of the conversation. I couldn't help noticing her agitation.

"I mean, Kim-san..."

The talking Suzuki seemed like an ordinary university student. He was an ordinary youth who took great joy in talking to others and could be found anywhere in the world. I told her.

-I saw it a lot in South Korea. An ordinary person killing the person next to him to survive.

-At the time, it couldn't be helped because of the scenario.

-It is the same now. That person is doing it because of the scenario.

-It is just an excuse. He won't die even if he fails...!

-Don't think about it this way. 

I asked her. 

-If the dead small people were in our position right now, would the situation be different? 

-I don't think Suzuki is evil. However, I'm not saying he is good either.

-The original evil is ordinary. We are ordinary people but we seem like the most terrible disaster.

-Then he isn't a bad person?

-No, every human is a disaster for each other.

I deliberately exaggerated things. If I didn't say this, Shin Yoosung might not be able to escape from the guilt of killing a person. She asked, -Then will I become a disaster in the future?

-Don't worry. I'll stop it from happening.

There was something buzzing in my ears and insects were flying around me. Suzuki was annoyed as he continued the story.

"The insects here are still the same size. Aren't they disasters to the small people?"

"That's right."

There was no way. In this small world, insects couldn't be the same size as Earth.

-Yoosung. Do you understand what they are saying?

The species that could be tamed by Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung were different but it was possible to understand the language of other species through Diverse Communication. There was a reason why I placed Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung in different groups in the first place.

-Hyung... second team... met...

-Good. Then can you pass along my message?

I could feel Shin Yoosung nodding. The insects flying around soon disappeared into the forest. Suzuki saw the distant insects and asked, "Kim-san. Are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening. Weren't you talking about creatures from another world?" I thought a person who could talk about manga even in this situation was very rare. I struggled to accept it. "I heard that this genre is popular in Japan."

"Haha, yes. Creatures from another world are my favourite. It is similar to our situation now. However, it is hard to draw."

The story contents in Japan just before the fall of this world would've been similar to South Korea.

Japan and South Korea's novel sections were full of stories about going back to the past. However, the Japanese side was probably a bit worse. The young Japanese people thought there was no hope when returning to the past.

I wondered, "Isn't it fun when it is hard?"

"Huh?"

"This is what I like."

"You're having fun."

Suzuki cut through the low bushes and suddenly thought of something. "That reminds me, we have a mangaka on our side. A person called Asuka Ren..."

Asuka Ren?

"...That person said something similar to Kim-san. A story isn't fun if it is too easy."

"That person right now..."

"Oh, we have arrived."

A small empty clearing appeared in the heart of the forest. The anticipation that could be felt everywhere tickled my skin. Perhaps this was the main base of the Japanese early arrivals. By the way, something was strange.

[You have entered somebody's 'colony.']

[Your physical condition meets the requirements of a 'colonist.']

[The colony effect reduces your overall stats.]

Suzuki's expression towards me had changed. He asked, "You said it is better to solve hard problems?"

Dozens of armed Japanese people popped out of the bushes.

"Good. Then I will make it that way."

I was a bit surprised by the unexpected betrayal. Was Suzuki originally this type of person?

[The exclusive skill, Character List is activated.]

+

[Character List Summary]

Name: Suzuki Tatsuya

Private Attribute: Double-Faced Person (Rare)

Sponsor: Silent Sword

+

I see. This was his attribute. I was still lacking.

In any case, Ways of Survival was a novel that could be never ending. How many people weren't summed up in a few pages?

By the way, the 'colony' effect was activated so it seemed the king of this area wasn't the 'snake.'  He knew I was Korean and deliberately drove me to this side...

"You brought the Josenjing." (TL: a Japanese slur for Korean people.)

A samurai who emerged from the bushes said and Suzuki bowed his head. The samurai asked, "You are from the third group.  Are you part of the prime minister's group?"

"No..."

"Then is this a tribute?"

"That's right."

"What is your name?"

"Suzuki Tatsuya."

"I see. Well done Suzuki. From now on, you are in our group."

Prime minister...

Things had become worse. As far as I knew, there was only one Japanese incarnation who was called 'prime minister.' He was one of the enemies I had to be most wary of, apart from the 'snake' I had to catch. It was because his ability exerted a nearly absolute influence on Koreans.

The samurai stepped forward and spoke. He wasn't the prime minister. "The slave of the great Japanese Empire has walked into the colony."

I grasped the handle of Unbroken Faith and declared. "If you attack me now then the small person transformation will begin."

"We don't attack you. You will attack us."

"Why should I?"

"Otherwise, your colleagues will die."

What?

"Dokja-ssi... I'm sorry."

I looked towards the voice and saw four small people standing side by side. To be precise, they were 'transformed into small people.'

Lee Hyunsung, Lee Gilyoung, Lee Jihye... Finally, the smiling no. 406 grandmother. 

The samurai placed his sword against Lee Hyunsung's neck. "Do you understand the situation now?"

I couldn't help laughing. Normally this would be a cancerous development but I was rather pleased. As expected, my companions had hurt the Japanese people and became small people.

Shin Yoosung asked,

-Ahjussi, what should we do?

What else?

[Hunt the 'small people' in 10 minutes. Otherwise the Star Stream will determine that you have no intention to carry out the activities of a disaster...]

It was the wrong timing to catch the snake. Then... well, the new target wasn't much different.

"Come on, Josenjing."

I looked up at the sky and sighed. Then the stars shone at me like they had been waiting.

[All the constellations of the Korean Peninsula are looking at you.]

It couldn't be helped. If they expressed such aversion...

[Every constellation of the Korean peninsula are angry at the atrocities of Japan!]

[Some of the constellations who have lived in a certain time are waiting for you to call.]

It was proper for me to punish the other party.

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

My name is Lucka Smitty and I am currently a student of psychology.
I did not choose the psychology course by my own choice, I was forced by my family.Sure, I wasn't forced but my father and mother are psychology graduates so I was influenced to follow the same life.
It's not that I hate studying psychology but in my opinion, it's a boring course, all the people I've met in this course are extremely boring and not interesting to talk to.
The only person I have daily contact and conversation with is my friend Michelle, who currently also takes the psychology course.She was like me, her mother works as a psychologist and her father worked as a doctor but she decided to follow the same path as her mother.
When I asked her why she said medicine was too difficult and she wouldn't be able to study medicine if she entered medical school she would suffer a lot.
Well, I wouldn't be able to study medicine either, so I won't judge her for that.
Another thing we have in common is that we are both OTAKUS!
Yes we have assumed otakus and we do not care about the opinion of others, we live basically as we want without caring about anything. We get keen glances from other people, but we have each other to help, so we don't care about those glances.
"Hey wait for me." Michelle appeared out of nowhere behind me, even scared me. She always does this shit, arrives without warning and ends up scaring me.
"I'm going to your place today." Michelle always went to my house, in fact, I never went to her house, I don't care about that, because we only do uninteresting things.
"All well." I accepted her proposal because we always do this and I didn't see any reason to decline.
I also like to be with her a lot. I've known her for 3 years now and haven't dared to confess my feelings for her so basically we get into this little friend joke all the time.
I don't declare myself because I'm afraid of being rejected, I don't know if she has the same feelings for me so I end up backing down to do something, I'm a coward.
'At least I can have your friendship.' Just having your friendship makes me happy, so I'm also afraid of ruining this beautiful feeling of friendship we have.
#####//#####
I arrived ~~
I shouted as I opened the door.It was customary here to do this, it seemed like a Japanese custom but we were in the United States so I thought it was a little weird, but I also found it cool because it looked like I was inside an anime.
Michelle always had fun doing it too, she said she was jealous of me because in her house nobody cared about any of that her parents didn't even stay at home right.
"Go up, I'll be going soon" My room was upstairs, but before going up I told Michelle to go up first because I wanted to prepare something for us to eat and drink, we had just arrived from college and we had not eaten almost anything.
Actually, we're 22 and we look like 2 kids, we just eat candy and watch anime when we're home we were made for each other, or maybe I just think so.
I packed some chocolate chip cookies and orange juice on a tray and went upstairs to the room when I got there Michelle was already reading the manga that I left on a shelf in my room.
My manga was close to my computer because I always used them as a reference to write my manga that I wrote in my free time.
It was a story of a loli in a fantasy world, I know, it's kind of bizarre but I find the story a lot of fun and it's not just because I write it, I like this story.
I am thinking of starting to publish it on the internet because publishing manga in the United States is very difficult if only I were Japanese ...
'Well, this is not the time to think about it, Michelle is here.'
#####//#####
I sat next to Michelle and we continue reading some stories, usually, we read, in fact our preference is also the same, we like to read more than watching anime.
"What are you reading?" Michelle asked curiously.
I was reading a Romcom, yes I am not just a fantasy fan I also love romance, I was reading Oresuki these days.
"Oresuki." I just responded quickly and kept reading because I was so focused on reading.
"Aaah, I like this manga too, I think this is the best romantic comedy this year." Michelle was very excited about Oresuki, of course, I was too since the manga is wonderful.
We kept reading until it was time for Michelle to go home.
And again I couldn't confess my feelings to her, this is becoming a daily routine.
#####//#####
After Michelle left I went to my room and turned on my computer to continue drawing my manga, because I wanted to finish it before graduation to post it on the internet.
Yes graduation is next year and I don't know if I can finish this manga by then because it's very complicated to draw, I'm no professional so I take a long time to draw just one page of my manga.
It was a very good manga I thought.
I kept drawing and when I went to see it was already 3 AM, and as I had to go to the course 7 AM I went to sleep because I would fall asleep on the course if I didn't go to sleep soon.
I always stayed up late, so I was used to it.
'I'm going to drink water.' I always drank water before bed, but this time I shouldn't have done that.
When I was going down the stairs I ended up collapsing from sleep, which I remember, is a huge impact all over my body, and then I heard the footsteps and the voice of a screaming woman.
After that, I don't remember anything anymore. 

In a world created by a wicked god, hundreds of people live in destruction and war.

There is a war between races and slavery and no other god puts his hands in this world to help him.

The protagonist reincarnated as an elf in this destroyed world, and elf is the most enslaved race, what will become of him now?

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"Tell me more about your past." I asked.

"Sure! What do you want to know?" Hazuki replied, sounding much more open then she was just a few minutes ago.

"How was school like in Japan?"

"It was tough. Especially math."

"Yeah asian countries do certainly have it extra tough when it comes to academics, good thing I left China in grade 5. Middle school is where the hard part begins."

"Indeed. One day I was struggling with math as usual, but one of the teachers encouraged me, and even openly said this to me and another guy: ' I would be more proud if she gets a 70 then you getting a hundred' she said to the guy."

"I feel bad for that guy I chuckled."

Hazuki's lips formed a small smile.

"Yeah, from there on, I studied hard and became one of the top in the class."

"Nice. I was just a B-avg student. Heck I would try to do minimum amount of work possible!" I commented.

"It was nice, but that's where the troubles began as well..." Hazuki's voice trailed off.

"At where?"

There was a pause then she spoke:

"At home."

I decided not to press forward on that subject.

"I am sorry I can't tell you more."

"It's fine." I replied. "My bad for asking."

"It's ok. After that...I was in my bed one night, and when I woke up again I found myself in this world."

"Same, well I was in the middle of a league 1v1 against my brother. Then I just somehow wound up here."

"I see."

"By the way when does your shift end?" I asked randomly. 

"Midnight." 

"Same. Where you staying by the way?"

"Um...Master Iu's mansion for now."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Eh!?" She looked at me with a 
startled expression.

"I live there too as well. And judging from the way you called her 'master' did you become her servant too?"

"Um...Yep!" She replied with a smile.

Smh...

"Anyways, what do you usually do for fun back on earth?"

"I usually just stay at home and read novels and manga."

"Which ones?"

"Death note, parasyte..."

"Oooooo!!! Parasyte is one of me top anime! Though I didn't finish the death note anime, the manga is much more better, more content."

"Indeed. I liked the manga much better as well. 

"Konichiwa mofos!" A familiar voice came bursting through the door.

"Lili? What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Eee...Just bored. And I heard your shift is almost over. It's weekend today so you don't have any training after." Lili said.

"True." I replied.

"Come on, I will show you guys around town. Hey who is this new girl?"

"This is Hazuki." I gestured to her.

"Cool! An actual Japanese person! I am not Japanese but I am Asian!" Lili said with one her chest proudly.

"Yeah I guessed. Anyways we got 5 more min, but I suppose we can call it a early day."

Q: Animu or mango? :^)

This book consists of 70% dead memes and 30% plot. 

And you must be high to actually like the book Hehe xd

Once again another big shout out to @creaking_shadow (on wattpad) for making this next level awesome cover! (╯✧▽✧)╯ 

Disclaimer: I do not own the media, all credits go to original creators. And the organisations, settings, characters, are purely fictional and do not represent any real life religion or organisation, or groups.

The Story and adventures of a once average individual that gains a power that surpasses fantasy itself!

This is a multiversal adventure that focuses more on character interactions than growth. If you do not enjoy power fantasy story's or story's with multiple fetishes besides just vinalla m/f, sorry this story isn't for you. this fic was first started over on the questionable questing forums so yea mc is a degenerate at least when it comes to his fantasy tastes. lee himself was a very vinalla individual before his adventure started.

A beautiful dark haired goddess dressed in what looked like white Japanese styled clothing sat in front of me. She was lazily laying across a huge chair - her bare feet sticking up in the air while she was reading a child's manga from my childhood. I didn't realize there were still more volumes being published, how could I when I was always holed up in my room.

 Speaking of which -- where was I? This place was definitely not my room. It was dark, with the only light coming from the beautiful woman who looked like she would never age.

"Erm," My voice was louder than what I anticipated it to be. Even so her aqua-green eyes didn't look away from the manga. I was going to try again but she suddenly laughed.

She laughed at a manga meant for kids. A beautiful woman - no a goddess, was laughing at a kids manga. Her voice was so soft yet echoed against the blank empty dark room that had a huge white sigil on the floor. The room didn't even seem like a room - it was so spacious & seemed to be endless. 

"Human entertainment is very. . . entertaining!" She then finally realized my presence causing her smile to fade into a scowl. "Hmph, I'm on break! Why were you directed to me!?" She asked like I would know the answer. She didn't bother to sit upon the large chair, she just threw the manga onto the floor which shifted into a black ocean. The manga became soaked as it was slowly absorbed into the black sea. "Your Name. . . ?" She sighed playing with the white glove on her left hand; her right hand didn't have a glove.

"O-Oh!" For some strange reason I couldn't recall my name, only the previous life that I had. It took me a good 5 minutes trying to think of what my name was. What the hell. . . ? Why couldn't I remember?

"'Kay, looks like I gotta name you." She bit the collar of her white glove not thinking for too long. She swiped down with her barefoot which brought up a virtual menu with just two extremely short paragraphs and a quite embarrassing picture of me smiling awkwardly. "16, Japanese, NEET. . ." She hummed as she read a few parts of the short paragraphs. "Ah! Death Caused: Suicide. . ." The beautiful goddess chuckled as she read the rest. I couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

I didn't have a very interesting life - those two short paragraphs she was reading proved that. I stopped going to school after my grandfather died; my parents were always going on oversea trips so I barely saw them. They probably think I'm alive and still attending school. They were just that clueless and uncaring. Now that I think about it; I feel incredibly bad for how I went out.

I just killed myself without even leaving a note or the reason why. I didn't have anyone to call and say goodbye so it would be a while before someone notices that I'm dead in my apartment complex. How long until a corpse begins to rot?? I remember searching that up on my school computer, and also getting in trouble for it by my teacher.

"Renki Sakeme." 

Her words snapped me back into whatever world I was in. The name that left her pale pink lips were extremely foreign to me. I couldn't remember my name but the name she was telling me was not mine. I was afraid of going against her though, what if she thought I was challenging her??

"So?" She was annoyed by my silence. I couldn't believe I had gotten her mad because I did nothing. . . well I did do nothing! Her mood changes were the scariest thing I've encountered.

"Well, um, that's not my name. . ."

"Well obviously, dumbass!" She was even more annoyed. She must really like people who can catch on quickly because she hated how slow I was trying to process everything. You'd think she would understand, since I just - you know, died. I could have been on a whole different planet for all I knew. "I am Irokōu; one of many Goddesses that will help you on your reincarnation journey." She began to explain.

"Re. . . Reincarnation?? What if I-"

"Shush!" Irokōu placed a finger on her pink-tinted lips. She then sat up to face me, with a serious expression on her beautiful pale face. "You do not have the choice of refusing. You have been selected for the chance to get reincarnated, not many people with your death get chosen." When Irokōu referred to my death, a pain expression appeared on her face - but only for a couple of seconds. 

It may be selfish of me, but I don't want the chance of reincarnation. I chose to take my life, so why did it matter? Why was I getting a second chance for a decision made? I thought reincarnation was for the unlucky ones who deserved a second chance, I had nothing going for me in my past life.

"Stop that! Stop thinking like that right now!" Irokōu jumped gracefully off her large seat. She landed on top of the weird black ocean thing, causing a small splash but no water could be seen, yet her pale feet were enveloped in the dark liquid. "My friend Tenka used to think like that. . ." Her voice became shaky, like she was about to cry. "I have no idea if she still does. . ."

"Irokōu?" I called out her name without thinking. She was just standing in front of me with her head down leaving us in awkward silence. Something happened before she became a Goddess, but why would she tell someone like me?

"That's Goddess Irokōu to you! Goddess, you hear!?" 

Irokōu placed her hands on her hips suddenly. Her large breast bounced with the sudden action, but I pretended not to notice. I looked like a total pervert. 

"I'm sending you to the Alternative World. You brought up such bad memories, I'm sending you without letting you know a single thing! Just don't get killed on your first day and you'll be fine!" She then snapped her fingers with her gloved hand which summoned floating pillar-like stairs to her chair. She jumped on one of the third steps looking back at me with a frown. "You are Number 29!" Irokōu snapped her fingers again, I felt a slight burn under my orange eyes. "Hmph!" She smiled as I began to sink to the bottom of the black ocean.

"Woah! What the hell!?" My body was sinking faster and faster with each breath I took. "Iro- Goddess Irokōu!? What's happening!?" I questioned but she just waved her hand and smiled. 

"Your Ability is called Parallel, got that? Just scream that word if you think you're gonna die.."

"Wh-what!?"

My whole body was then engulfed in the black sea and was quickly falling down to what I assumed was the, 'Alternative World.'

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